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11. I Can't Have Children

Verina rubbed her eyes. He raised his head up. But her tears kept spilling. Verina then looked down. He reached out to the tissue while stopping the crying. His chest was painful and tight.

Verina seemed unsure of the piece of paper. He looked again and touched the paper. Read it without sound.

...Pekanbaru District Court explained that on this day, there has been a divorce between:

The names of Timo Hernowo and Verina Ananda were written, complete with bin and bint. In the lower right corner is the signature of the Registrar. There's a blue stamp.

Verina sighed. The crying was one-on-one. His eyes are still puffy. It raises the view. Looking at Timo fully while holding both hands. He felt his palms were very cold.

“It. This is our divorce papers?” ask her with a hoarse voice. He has read it repeatedly. I already understand what it is. But he also seems to believe. Still need to make sure again.

Timo is still fretting. Even more deeply. His face was covered with the tip of a hat.

“Bang Timo!” yell Verina.

The man raised his head slightly as his face got stuck on the tip of the hat. But he didn't make a sound. His face did not flutter in the least.

“This is our divorce papers?”

The tip of his hat seemed to move. Then Timo's head nodded.

“Why? When is Brother going to do all this?” ask Verina again. He was so shocked to get the letter all of a sudden. There was no sign or talk of their separation. Suddenly the letter was there.

Timo didn't open his mouth. Verina leaned back. His breath gradually subsided.

“Abang this letter business without knowing me. Not at all telling. Suddenly brother gave me the letter.” Verina squeezed the wet end of her nose. “The reason is of course because I can't get pregnant. Good. I can't have children, I.” Her tears broke again.

Verina did not wipe away the tears. Just leave. Clear falling water droplets wet the hand that was on the lap.

Timo was silent. Still head down. It was like losing the courage to raise young, looking at Verina.

“If it's Brother's verdict, I accept,” Verina said vibrate. “Additionally, that, that..” Verina's vote was stalled due to sedu, “already the verdict of the religious court. I accept,”

Timo was still staring at the indistinctly patterned tile at the tip of his foot. He felt his head was heavy. Difficult to enforce.

Verina stood up to take a small towel. His skirt and hands were still wet. Verina remembered her mother-in-law's words. So, here's what I want to talk about. And Timo had just given up the letter even though he did not speak at all.

It seems to have been planned for a long time by Timo and his mother. Not suddenly. Only he does not know. For Verina it was not important to confirm it anyway. It is equally important to find out whether Timo's decision is also the impact of the SMA reunion activities he participated in. It's all done. There's nothing to talk about anymore.

Verina quoted a piece of paper lying on the table. A piece of paper that condemned it. A piece of paper that ends it all.

“This paper is for me?” ask her while putting the paper in an envelope.

Timo just raised his head. Verina doesn't bother anymore.

The brown envelope. Finished it all. Togetherness in a household that almost four years running ended up here. Timo ended it unilaterally on the grounds that he could not have children. The crushing verdict that made Verina unable to dodge.

Verina strengthened her heart. What should I do again? Where am I going? The piece of paper naturally also ordered him to immediately exit this pavilion. From Mirwan Darmawan's family home.

“I'm asking for time Yes Bang. Say the same Mama. Tomorrow I leave from this house,” said Verina biting her lip.

Chief Timo may not be heavy anymore. His mouth dropped the key. He said, “Verin, I'm sorry. Me...”

“Nothing to forgive. It's all been happening. Brother is not wrong. Maybe I was wrong. But stop..” Verina stands. He entered the room. Slowly lay down the body on the spring bed.

Timo. In the big house, Mama welcomed him. “Have you talked to him?”

“I already gave him the letter,” said Timo.

Mama grunts smiling. “Good if he has read.”

Sit timo. He reached for a bottle of mineral water on the table. Mom sat in front. Looking at her firstborn with bright eyes. He is happy that the child has given an important decision in his household trip.

“What's the response? Crying it?” ask Mama.

Timo nodded indistinctly. He sipped another mineral water. His throat feels dry and hot.

“Trus when does it leave?”

Timo. “Says tomorrow.”

“Besok said? Gosh, that's good. Where is he going?”

Timo doesn't know. He hasn't asked where his ex-wife is going after this. He suddenly felt like an irresponsible man. Divorce a wife. He took care of the letter himself. Without telling. After the letter, he told me to read. No opening at all. I've already sentenced her to divorce. Ah, how cruel! Divorced him just because we didn't have any children.

“Tomorrow you give money. Let him go far.”

“Mama!” yell Timo. Emotions up.

To her, Mama's words were outrageous. Not the words of a woman. However, Verina had accompanied life for several years, also showing Timo's pity on Verina. Now he must be crying in the upper room of the pavilion. By ourselves. “No need Mama say so.”

“Why? She's not your wife anymore.”

Timo's breath was choked. “However she was four years to be my wife, Ma. Appreciate him too.”

Mama grunts her face.

“She's already going. Mama doesn't have to talk hard anymore about him.”

“Not hard. My mom even remembers you. Give him money,” to Mama.

“Things go that far, Ma. It was very painful.”

Mom shook her hands. “Yes, Mama unplug that word again. Hitherto. Finish.”

Timo reached two bottles of mineral water before standing up. Remember, there were no more drinks in the pavilion. The gallon water is over. He went back up to the second floor of the pavilion.

The door closed. He called her Verina's name. There's no answer. Covered again. There's also no answer. Timo grimaced to the window. The window with the dead glass is completely covered with curtains. Can't look inside.

Timo returned to the door by knocking on him.

“Erin! Open door!”

There's also no answer. The only entrance through this front. No more doors. Timo doesn't want anything to happen with Verina. Especially if he does something. No. gabe. Timo cast off those ugly shadows.

He called her the name Verina. There was no response either. Hopefully he falls asleep, Timo said, calming himself down.